150 times. That’s why they call it a monster.
Namgungcheon responded immediately to the shout of memorization.
Rather than responding rashly, he simply retreated to the back.
His long experience as a martial artist shone through.
In an instant, black sand fell like rain on the spot where Namgungcheon of the Cheongung Sword was standing.
Swish-.
An exclamation escaped Namgungcheon’s mouth when he saw the black sand.
“Soul-breaking sand!”
It was the poisonous sand that was said to be the most evil among the secret weapons of the Tang family.
What if it was a dagger or a needle?
Even for the most skilled players, it is not easy to block a fistful of poisonous sand.
In that respect, Namgungcheon’s response was wise.
Yang Jin-ho, the yin-yang master, took a step back with a regretful expression.
He took another handful of the wedding cake out of his gloved hand and shouted.
“A single wedding gift worth a whopping 100 nyang of silver! I’ve already obtained 300 nyang worth of gifts, so do you intend to continue?”
Namgungcheon glared at his opponent without saying a word.
As a member of the martial arts world, he knows better than anyone the dangers of single-marriage.
The single-spirited sword may seem simple and unremarkable, but it has great lethality. If it touches even a single grain of sand, the sword will not last more than three days without the Sect’s vision being canceled.
It was so vicious that anyone could poison it with specially made gloves. It was so vicious that even people who seemed completely unrelated to poisoning would carry it around.
‘If only it weren’t for the stomach… … .’
Single marriage on a narrow boat was a deadly method.
The other party knows that too, so they are probably trying to openly decide the outcome with a one-man wedding.
Yoo Geun-sik, who was watching the ambush of the enemy from a distance, shouted.
“What a coward! That’s why I can’t trust a thief like that!”
Gucheonnodo Simtong glanced at Yu Geun-sik.
It was grating on my ears when he called me a thief in front of Yeonjeokha and himself.
Jin Seol-ha, who was quick-witted, quickly stabbed Yu Geun-sik in the side.
“Death penalty, that guy is just bad. That guy.”
“Huh? That’s what I said.”
Yoo Geun-sik turned his head away again, not realizing what he had said.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was seeing the single-person household for the first time, asked Namgung Yeon.
“What is your sister’s wedding?”
“It’s poison sand made by the Tang family. It’s sand soaked in the poison of the Tang family’s vision, so even just touching it will cause poisoning. Without an antidote, even a martial arts master wouldn’t be able to survive for more than three days.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, startled by those words, shouted at Namgung-cheon.
“Brother! Just come. I’ll take care of it!”
After hearing Yeonjeokha’s words, Namgungcheon turned around without any regrets.
He leaped into the air and easily crossed the distance of this chapter (about 6 meters).
As Namgungcheon left, Yang Jinho and Sujeok, who had all their limbs intact, started to argue like crazy, trying to distance themselves.
When he was about twice as far away from his opponent, Yang Jin-ho finally straightened his back.
I felt reassured, believing that the distance was over 12 meters.
“Kekekeke! Hey you fucking bastards! I’m here! If you’re talented, come and kill me!”
He stood tall in front of the players without saying a word.
And he unfolded the Seven Sects of the Nine Thousand Years’ Law.
The tip of his sword, which had been moving slowly, finally pointed at Yang Jin-ho’s stomach.
Kwakwakwa-.
Three strands of black energy poured out from the tip of the sword.
Water rose a full jang (about 3 meters) above the surface where the black smoke passed.
Kwajik. Kwajik. Boom.
Yang Jin-ho, who was hit directly by the sword, was torn to pieces and scattered.
Then the boat, which had been split into three pieces, slowly sank under the water.
The new passengers from Janghojin couldn’t close their mouths when they saw the article.
The captain, seeing that, shrugged his shoulders as if it were his own doing.
After a while, the ship leisurely passed Wanboju.
***
Jang Ho-jin.
At dusk, a group of people entered the village.
The three main methods of anaerobic digestion are Doksimgwirang, Yangsoran, Hyeolgeom, and Okbul.
They left their horses at the stables and went to a nearby inn to quickly finish their meal.
But he was so tired that he didn’t get up right away.
That’s understandable, since I’ve been riding nonstop for two days.
Even superhuman strength was no use against the accumulated physical fatigue.
Hyeolgeom, who had been drinking tea silently, glanced at Yang Soran.
“Your Majesty, you were close with Baeksan, right?”
“little bit.”
“Heh heh. To be honest, we had a distant relationship with him. Every time I invited him to a drinking party, he wouldn’t respond. Maybe he didn’t want to hang out with me because I was from a political party. Ugh.”
“It might have been because of our different tastes rather than our origins. He didn’t really like alcohol or women.”
Then the Jade Buddha said a word.
“Is there a man who refuses alcohol and women? He clearly did not want to associate with us.”
Yang So-ran, who had become annoyed, no longer defended Baek-san.
It didn’t matter what the two old men, lost in redemption, thought.
At that moment, the blood sword spoke in a secretive tone.
“We’ve also heard rumors about Baek-san and Lee Cho-ryang. They died and looked strange.”
The jade Buddha also secretly interfered.
“I think it’s called the Demon Dragon and the Brain God. Could it be a side effect of the Eight Pillars?”
Yang So-ran realized belatedly that the two people’s interests were different.
They too seem to be as surprised as he is by the changes that come after death.
“Hmm, I asked the Lord, but he said he didn’t know. He said he would discuss the matter at the next Baekdu Horse Corps meeting, so I guess we’ll find out soon.”
The three of them were silent for a while.
The jade Buddha broke the long silence and spoke.
“By the way, why is Pacheonma-gun suddenly putting Yeonjeok-ha in the lead? Do you two really think that he is opposing our school?”
The blood sword shook its head.
“He’s not a member of the political party, so why should he be at odds with us? He must want something else.”
Okbul turned his gaze to Yang Soran.
Yang So-ran also nodded as if she agreed.
“Maybe it was because they didn’t want the school to get involved in the green forest. If you think about it, it was like an outside force replacing the lenders.”
The blood sword and the jade fire shook their heads.
At first, I was annoyed by what she was doing, but after listening to what she said, I could understand why.
The three continued to argue about the issue of Nokrim and Yeonjeokha for a while after that. Since the other party was the Nokrim General Patrol, they were curious about Nokrim’s true intentions.
***
Seo-gyeong, Pyeongtaek-hyeon.
As darkness fell, Yeonjeokha’s party’s ship anchored in a small port.
Unlike Jang Ho-jin, Seo-gyeong was large enough to have an inn.
Thanks to this, Yeonjeokha and his group were able to get a proper meal and a place to sleep.
After finishing the shaving, I went up to the display room, unpacked my luggage, and hesitated for a moment.
It was too early to go to bed, so I wanted to go back down and have some tea.
If it were before, I would have asked Namgung Yeon to go with me, but after what happened this morning, I started to feel a little bit of indifference.
At that time, Namgung Yeon said.
“sorry.”
“Huh? What, what is it?”
“I said something a bit harsh this morning. I wanted to apologize, but I didn’t have time.”
Jin Seol-ha waved her hand at Namgung Yeon.
“No. It’s not like the young lady said anything wrong. I think I relaxed too much. Because Yeon So-hyeop handles things so well, I tend to forget that it’s dangerous.”
When his eyes met with Jin Seol-ha’s, Namgung Yeon slightly lowered his head.
“But I didn’t mean to say it that strongly. I guess I was just too sensitive.”
Namgung Yeon felt unfamiliar with this aspect of himself.
This is the first time I’ve said something harsh to an acquaintance and apologized. I’ve never done that before because I never showed my feelings even to people close to me.
“You don’t have to do that… … .”
I was taken aback by Namgung Yeon’s sudden attitude.
She, who was difficult to approach, seemed like an ordinary woman at this moment.
This is Namgung Yeon, the world’s most intelligent and well-mannered person.
Jin Seol-ha, who had been standing there blankly, asked cautiously.
“It’s still early, so I’m thinking of having a cup of tea. Would you like to come with me?”
“yes.”
Namgung Yeon and Jin Seol left the room on good terms.
Perhaps because it was past dinner time, the restaurant was deserted.
As soon as I sat down at the window seat, I quickly poured tea into two empty cups.
And he secretly pushed one of them in front of Namgung Yeon.
It was a way of thanking Namgung Yeon for apologizing for something so trivial.
“thank you.”
The two of them savored the tasteless tea for a while, sipping it over and over again.
Jin Seol-ha, who was fiddling with her teacup, muttered as if talking to herself.
“That’s what Prince Yeon said. The more I look at him, the more amazing he seems. His martial arts skills are as good as heaven, but when I look at his actions, he’s as innocent as a child.”
“There is that aspect to it.”
“At first I respected him because he was a young master, but now… … .”
Jin Seol-ha shook her head as if wondering what was going on.
A faint smile appeared on Namgung Yeon’s lips.
“I don’t think it’s respect?”
“You are so lovely.”
“… … .”
Namgung Yeon looked at Jin Seol Ha with startled eyes at the unexpected confession.
When Namgung Yeon became too serious, Jin Seol-ha hurriedly started to fight.
“No. I’m not saying that I love Prince Yeon, but I just think he’s nice to look at. Don’t you think so, young lady?”
“Yes. I think he’s lovable too.”
Namgung Yeon looked relieved as he said those words.
Jin Seol-ha continued speaking with an excited expression.
“Is that so? I’m only a year older than Prince Yeon, but I’m sure you’re even older than me. When you do something called water dumplings in the morning, I wonder if you’re really the same person. When you’re dealing with the ten horse soldiers, how can someone as god like you do that?”
“Do you like loading?”
He hesitated for a moment before answering the direct question.
It’s true that he’s lovable, and it’s true that I have feelings for him.
But ‘liking him’ was a slightly different matter.
“Honestly, I don’t know. Prince Yeon is a kind and unassuming person, but when you get close to him, he secretly keeps his distance. It’s like… … .”
I was about to say, ‘Like Lady Namgung,’ but I held back.
That was like pouring cold water on the relationship between the two people who had just recovered.
If Namgung Yeon outwardly kept his distance, Yeongjae would secretly build a wall to prevent him from approaching her any further.
Suddenly I saw Namgung Yeon setting up the table.
Come to think of it, the two people were similar in that they secretly pushed each other away.
What if two people who push others away meet?
Should I push harder?
As I was thinking about that, I couldn’t help but laugh.
The image of two people with sullen faces looking at each other comes to mind.
“Why are you laughing like that?”
Jin Seol-ha quickly returned to reality in response to Namgung Yeon’s question.
“No, I was just having a random thought.”
“If it’s a funny story, let’s laugh together.”
I had a strange feeling about Namgung Yeon’s presentation.
Because I’ve never heard anything like that from her in all the time I’ve been with her.
Namgung Yeon, who seems to be one step removed from the human world, feels friendly today.
As he was walking back down to the restaurant, he tilted his head at the sight of the two women being affectionately together.
It was strange that the two people who had been sitting around all day were chatting away as if nothing had happened.
Simtong, who had been clicking his tongue and saying, ‘Tsk tsk’, whispered in Yeonjeokha’s ear.
“That’s why they call women monsters. They should have been wielding swords by now, but the world is so affectionate.”
Yeonjeokha pushed Simtong away with her shoulder.
“It’s dirty. Don’t whisper.”
Wuxia,
